I can't sing. That's probably not a big surprise to anyone who has sat beside me in church. I love to sing, but I'm one of those who can adjust their voice to whoever is singing, but solo is altogether... well, just wrong.
With that said, I was singing my little heart out in the shower last Friday. I mean, really belting it out. I was praising Him loud and proud... my neighbors could probably hear me...
I was singing a medley of songs - just praising Him with whatever lyrics came to mind. This went on for about 15 minutes when I moved on to, "Grace Flows Down," which is a derivation of the original, "Amazing Grace." All of a sudden, I had an accompaniment to my musical in the shower. Over the sound of my voice and the running water, I heard my cat, Manny, at the bathroom door. He was singing with me... proof that he is not the demon cat from hell - yes, that's directed at you Katie, Megan, Misty, Allison, Laurel, Michelle and whoever else denies his salvation...
He's really funny - he only sings along with me to "Grace Flows Down" and "Amazing Grace" - no other songs. He picked it up from my niece, Brittany, when I was living with my sister. She has a gorgeous voice and sings at the top of her lungs, too. He sang with her, and now he sings with me.
It was great. I had this picture of Him in my mind - hands clamped over His ears and grinning down at me, loving every minute of it.
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The mental picture of the ex-demon cat from hell worshiping along with you caused me massive chuckles. It was probably because he didn't want the rocks to cry out for him either.
I too do some of my best singing in the shower but it doesn't translate very well outside that cleansing compartment.
The thought of God grinning down at you brings to mind how much I used to love to hear my kids sing - and now my "grand ones".
Both of my daughters, both son-in-laws and all six "grands" will be at our house for Thanksgiving - I'll be in hog heaven.
I'm so glad that God loves us warts, songs and all. ec
O Ann,
I never said your cat was a demon cat. I just said he was a harbinger of satan. You gotta admit that its a little weird when I'm praying at your house your cat starts freaking out and trying to get attention. Its a little fishy, that's all I'm saying.
I totally understand the whole not being able to sing thing. There's a reason I'm way in the back at the ring....
By the way, I really enjoyed this post. Laugh out loud funny!
He's the harbinger of the Holy Spirit - that's my story and I'm sticking to it.
I should have included a picture of him - I'll do that when I can come up to breathe - I'm buried at work.
It was my intent to make you guys smile, and to share in the silliness and joy of that moment. I'm so glad you guys enjoyed it!
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